“I want to tear all your limbs apart

And make a boquete of the broken parts.

I’ll wrap them in bows of hanging rope

And drown my mouth of all foul with soap.

So take this ring and I’ll love you forever

In a grave we can roll together.

You and I against all that is bad

Fighting the cannibals and killer bats.

Say I do and I’ll build you a house

Made of the bones of your ex spouse.

We will marry under the blood moon

With my knife trick I’ll make sure you swoon.

So…?”

“No!”